𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; 𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

chapter three: u.a.

the giant building where so many heroes once attended stood before you in all its glory. you made it to u.a. maybe a day late..and just arrived in the afternoon but nonetheless still made it.

of course you'd make it to u.a. why wouldn't you? your father was the main reason why you were able to attend u.a. you didn't need to go through the entrance exam and when your father mentioned the whole 'villain harassing you' thing, the principal immediately accepted you.

not only were you accepted because of that, you were also accepted because of your outstanding control over your quirk. usually quirks start to show at around the age of four so it was a surprise when your quirk came sooner than the norm. this caused a lot of chaos for your father.

he's an american hero like all might, he isn't too big but he's one of the top ten heroes. he isn't your real dad though. you don't know who your real parents are.

all you know is that your father found you outside of the hero agency he attended. he was one of the few that stayed late one night to finish some paper work. when he exited the building, he heard weak cries coming from his right near the shrubbery.

as he approaches, he finds a little baby girl bundled up in blankets inside a box filled with plush cushions to protect the girl's head. he takes a look at his surroundings to possibly find the person that left the baby there. this never happened before so it was quite surprising for him.

he approaches the baby slowly and hesitantly picks her up from the box. while he picks her up, a small note fell in the box.

the baby cries quietly now as he rubs small circles onto her little back and whisper reassuring words. once the crying had ceased he picks the little note up and reads it.

'please take care of her'

that was it. no name attached to it or any name they gave for the baby. why would they leave the baby in front of a hero agency instead of giving the baby up for adoption?

little tugs at his hair pulls him out of his train of thought. looking up, he could see the baby's little hands tugging at his hair and smiling. that smile. his heart clenches in his chest..what is he going to do? he's still a hero and has a lot of responsibilities. he shouldn't be considering adopting a baby who just so happens to anonymously be dropped off here. no name or anything to trace back to.

another tug. now he was smiling back at her with a goofy grin he rarely shows to others unless loosened up with some drinks. he made up his mind now. he'd adopt her.

you were around the age of one when your father adopted you. at the age of two you got your quirk which shocked your doctor. it was a rarity for something like that to happen. they weren't sure what your quirk was exactly.

it was claimed to be teleportation at first. in daycare you suddenly got the hiccups and you disappeared from your original spot to a few tables behind you. the teachers were concerned of your safety and tried everything they could to get rid of your hiccups.

that was soon debunked when you managed to get into your father's agency. the security was secure so how were you able to get passed them? how could you teleport that far from daycare to the agency? you couldn't have had that much energy to be able to do that with just teleporting.

your father was worried about your safety so he decided that it'd be best if you were trained as soon as possible.

more claims about what your quirk was starting to build up and eventually at the age of four you had an idea of what it was. time. now that you have a better idea of what your quirk was, you started to train. it was tedious really but you got through it with a lot of patience.